His Cut Couldn't Cover the Betrayal

Twelve years married. One patch couldn't cover what he did to her. Shiloh Rourke knew every mark on Wyatt Boone's body, she put half of them there herself with her own needle. Twelve years married to the Rust Kings' Road Captain, and she thought that meant she knew the man underneath the ink, too. Then his best friend died in the dirt at the Playa. And while Shiloh was still trying to hold her grieving husband together, a stranger in her tattoo chair let it slip: Wyatt hadn't just fallen apart after the funeral. He'd fallen into someone else's bed. Months of it. A Road Captain's cut has a lot of leather on the back. Not nearly enough to cover that. Fourteen months later, Shiloh has her name back, her shop, her life rebuilt with her own two steady hands and no hole in it waiting for a man to fill. She doesn't need Wyatt Boone. Which is exactly why, when he shows up sober, changed, and asking for nothing, he's dangerous in a way he never was before. Wyatt isn't chasing her with flowers and empty promises. He's doing the quiet, ugly work nobody claps for; on his knees in a cemetery, learning for the first time in his life how to be a man who doesn't run from being loved. He knows he can't win her back. Nobody wins a person back. He can only become someone worth choosing and pray she chooses him anyway. She doesn't owe him a second chance. But some wounds don't need covering up. They need something alive planted in them. His Cut Couldn't Cover the Betrayal is an angsty, emotionally intense second-chance MC romance about grief, hard-won redemption, and a love that has to be freely chosen — twice.